I’m always the person left behind
I’m never seen
I can hand you the one I made
And I’m still nothing

Forever behind
Forever unseeen
**** life
I’m sick of being in between

Let's be dumb. Make bad decisions, get lost together, write books about it. For ever and ever. Even death, let’s cause hell.

I have a mouth but still I cannot scream
These memories now haunting my dreams
I cannot sleep I cannot wake
I am stuck in the circles of this misery

Who am I
I’m somewhere between the lines
The words the sounds
The lonliness dripping out

Hail. *******. Satan. My brain is funky again.

Words and emotions scribbling up my brain
Anxiety ******* me harder than a bbc
I want to ****…in live
And stop dying in my head
But how can I live when I don’t actually exist

But I love it so much
Cause I’m into the scene
And meeting people like me
Yet they’re not because why would two people be so alike
There are those who understand though
And you think they could be
Yet by the end of the night I’m dying internally

And where do you begin
When again and again
You’re either too much
Or you’re just not enough
Ms Grey, forever, dying to being seen
Too bold too afraid
Everything is a game